Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

After welcoming the commander into the village, the leading veteran led them to the largest open space in the village, where a thatched hut was built.

Because of Jiang Jichen's arrival, the firewood originally burned in the shed was replaced with charcoal of relatively good quality.

Jiang Jichen was talking with Zhang Bo about the village's farm tools and stored grain seeds for next year's spring ploughing.

Several wounded soldiers approached and placed the toys they had taken in their arms in front of Jiang An.

He stepped back a few steps and stood a few steps away from Jiang An, his expression reserved but secretly eager.

"Miss, these toys are all made by the villagers themselves. Take a look and see if there is anything you like..."

Wooden horses, short wooden swords, slingshots, rattles, and exquisitely carved, adorable wooden dolls, etc.

They formed a small mountain in front of Jiang Antuanzi, so big that he couldn't even see them all.

She grabbed a doll of a general riding a horse and holding a sword high in her hand.

"Thank you, uncle."

The delicate dumpling sat on a small stool and looked up to thank him earnestly.

The wounded soldier was so immersed in the young lady's uncle that he couldn't extricate himself. When he walked, his steps were floating, as if he was drunk...

Zhang Bo took the time to give him a silent look, saying he was useless!

He turned around and went to the kitchen to tell them to make something delicious for the young lady, and to bring out whatever children in each family liked!

At the dinner table, Jiang Jichen, Jiang An, Hu Yan, Zhang Bo and several other prestigious wounded soldiers sat at the same table.

The food was not exquisite, but it was home-cooked. The drinks were scalded with hot soup. Everyone's face was filled with genuine joy.

Jiang Jichen had been the chief commander for more than once and he had never acted like a prince or a chief commander. Whatever was on other tables, it was on his table.

Jiang An thought, this is one of the reasons why these veterans respect this young coach so much...

The children's meals were served last. Some of the old trays were loaded with the best food the village could find.

A bowl of hot coarse noodles with meat, a plate of square water chestnut cake, and boiled goat milk.

Jiang An and Huo Changming had exactly the same items in front of them, and they did not differentiate between them.

In the eyes of these veterans, children must eat well, and the children of the coach's family must eat even better!

After all, it was made by a man who had been rough for half his life. The noodles were thick but white in texture, and there was a thick layer of meat.

Jiang An was very considerate and ate a full bowl of food, and he wanted to bury his furry head in the bowl.

Zhang Bo and the others were even happier after seeing this!

When they left, the sun had already hidden behind the mountain. Uncle Zhang used the best material he could find in the village to sew a cloth bag.

The cloth bag contains grain seeds.

He gave the seeds to the lady,

In Zhang Bo's hometown, this is the best wish of the elders for their children.

He was holding a cloth bag in his old hands, with a somewhat nervous expression on his face, wondering if what he was doing was against the rules.

"I wish the lady a worry-free life with plenty of food and clothing for years to come."

(Note: It means subordinates. From "The Veritable Records of Emperor Xizong of the Ming Dynasty, Volume 33").

Jiang An subconsciously looked at Jiang Jichen. Although the man did not show much expression, he also retracted his claws like a ferocious beast.

She received her father's tacit approval, took the bag with her fat hands, bent down and thanked Zhang Bo.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang~"

Huo Changming was not left behind and smiled happily while holding the cloth bag.

Jiang An wanted to return the gift, but he gave the only gold ingot he had with him to Huo Changming.

Don’t ask her why she only brought one piece, the reason is that it’s too heavy!

Tuanzi tapped his head with his empty little hands, and his eyes lit up.

"Uncle Zhang, wait a minute!"

I saw a red-clad girl squatting down and pulling off the big pearls hanging from her shoes.

"Give!"

"This... this bid cannot be accepted!"

Uncle Zhang waved his hands repeatedly, his eyes looking distressed. What pretty little shoes...

Don’t accept it?

Jiang An stared, and the little girl puffed up her cheeks, looking very serious.

"I want it!"

"You send me, I send you, let's be good friends!"

Jiang Jichen covered his face and said helplessly, "Uncle Zhang, since she gave it to you, just accept it."

"Otherwise, there will be trouble..."

"Hey, okay!"

Huo Changming fumbled around on his body, obviously wanting to give something as a gift.

But he gave all the good things he had on him to his sister in the carriage. Except for the gold locket around his neck, all he had left was the gold ingot his sister had given him.

He was so timid that he immediately decided to take off the golden lock.

I can’t give away what my sister gave me, so I’ll give you a gold locket instead!

Hu Yan grabbed his hand from behind, and a look of helplessness and amusement flashed across his handsome face.

"If you give the golden lock to someone else, your mother will skin your father alive when she gets home!"

Huo Changming has been wearing this golden lock since he was born...

Huo Changming curled his lips. My mother skinned my father, what does it have to do with me...

Even though he felt extremely rebellious in his heart, he still put his hand down obediently.

The carriage on the way back stopped at Yufulou. Huo Changming jumped off the carriage and waved to Sister An An in the carriage.

"Sister, don't forget~"

After saying that, he ran towards Yufulou while calling for his mother.

He hadn't forgotten that he was going to sue his father.

Huo Changming: "Mom, Dad lied to me. He didn't let me ride a horse... woo woo woo..."

When I returned to the palace, it was already evening.

After playing for a whole day, Tuanzi fell limply on her father's shoulder.

Butler Sun, who was waiting beside him, lowered his voice and said, "Master, the backyard has been taken care of. The young lady can move in anytime."

Jiang Jichen: "Let's talk about it in a few days."

After that, he carried Jiang An back to the main courtyard.

Jiang An, who was in a daze, did not forget to ask whether the gifts she received today had been brought back...

In the main courtyard, a man in a loose robe after bathing, with one hand on his forehead, was reading a book under the candlelight.

The sleeping Tuanzi suddenly made a painful whimper, which was accurately captured by Jiang Jichen.

Jiang An was still frightened by the fever he had in the middle of the night. He quickly put down his book and went to the bed to check.

"Aan?"

Jiang An's eyelids opened slightly, she felt sleepy and uncomfortable, and pursed her lips.

Just as I was about to speak, my stomach started churning again.

Her father's white robe with silver patterns was vomited all over...

Jiang Jichen didn't have time to think too much. Panic flashed in his eyes, and he ordered someone to bring the court doctor over.

The anxious old father finally came to the conclusion that the dumplings had been eaten too much.

It's fine if you spit it out, just eat light food for the next few days...

Jiang Jichen, who didn't even have time to change his clothes, breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at the same time.

There was another bustle in the main house.

Jiang Jichen stood up from the bathtub, and the waiter Sun presented him with a robe.

"Master, the young master is not feeling well and may make a scene at night. How about you sleep in the wing room tonight and I will stay here."

"You have official business to attend to tomorrow..."

Jiang Jichen took the robe and put it on. "It's okay. I'll just keep watch."

"You are not feeling well, go back and rest early. If something happens in the main courtyard at night, you don't have to come specially..."

"Hey, the servant thanks the master."

Steward Sun agreed, but he didn't sleep well that night.

This little master is his lifeblood now, how can he sleep well...